Gu Yingqing handed the mobile phone to the child's ear.

Yan Yan hugged her mobile phone and shouted sweetly, "Dad!"

Cheng Yuesheng asked him, "Do you want to see snow?"

"Yes, I still want to ski, when will it snow?"

"Come here tonight, and you'll see the snow on the mountain tomorrow morning."

Cheng Zhiyan became excited, Cheng Yuesheng asked him to return the phone to Gu Yingqing, and he obediently handed it back.

"You say." Gu Yingqing spoke lightly at the end of the phone, watching Yan Yan grimacing at the reflective elevator door.

Cheng Yuesheng didn't have any extra explanations, but his tone was a little serious: "There are overnight things here, just let Jiang Xiao send you over."

After he finished speaking, he said that he wanted to go back to the dinner and hung up the phone.

Gu Yingqing heard his tone, his heart tightened, his intuition was that there was some emergency, and on the other hand, he wondered, could this be that he deliberately passed on an urgent psychological hint to her in order not to give her a chance to refuse?

Yan Yan came up excitedly and jumped up and said that he was going to see the snow.

Yan Yan's bodyguard also stepped forward, saying that the car was ready downstairs.

The downward elevator just arrived, and Gu Yingqing got off the elevator in a hurry without anyone pushing or pushing.

She was also afraid of something, looking at the children around her, her thoughts fluctuated in her head, and she didn't dare to have a one-ten-thousandth gambling mentality.

Cheng Yuesheng gave the address to Jiang Xiao and sent the mother and son to a private villa opposite Yanhu Lake in Jingshan in the suburbs.

Beicheng Tongdu Dayi, the jurisdiction is vast, it is indeed a little far to drive past, plus the evening rush hour traffic jam in the city center, it takes two hours to fill the calculation.

The private villa is hidden in the mountains, there is no name, not long after the mountain road, enter from a fork in the road, and then go hundreds of meters, there are several courtyards and small buildings in the courtyard style, leaning on the mountain and facing the lake, and are built in a staggered manner.

Inside, the lights are brilliant and the winding paths are quiet.

Stopped in front of a two-story building, the floor-to-ceiling windows let out a clear light, illuminating the courtyard in front of it, two cars parked on one side of the courtyard, and a man standing under the eaves, pacing with one hand on his waist and talking on the phone.

Waiting for the car to be stable, Cheng Yuesheng walked towards this side and ended the phone call halfway.

Cheng Zhiyan had been carried away by the excitement, and his father's tone sounded unangry when he called before, and the child had already come to Beicheng by himself.

"Cheng Zhiyan, you've been really lawless lately." Cheng Yuesheng pulled the car door, unbuckled his son's seat belt, and took the stinky boy out and wanted to smoke it.

Before his dad could do it, Cheng Zhiyan suddenly came back to his senses and hugged his dad for a while, "Dad, Dad, I'm so happy to see you!" It's only been two days since I saw you, and I miss you so much."

Cheng Yuesheng knew that he was pretending, but on the one hand, he was extremely useful, and on the other hand, he was worried that his father's authority would be affected, so he pretended to slap him on the ass with a black face.

"Don't come with me, what's going on with you these days? Don't talk about fighting with people, who taught you to play a scoundrel with your aunt?"

When his son's clothes were thick, it didn't hurt much at all, and his mouth was deflated when he saw the opportunity: "I didn't, I just couldn't see you this time, and I was very sad...... I'm sadder than ever."

Gu Yingqing got out of the car from the other side, bypassed the back of the car, and quietly looked at the father and son from a distance.

Some of the embarrassments that don't fit in belong to the bystanders.

"You...... Yan Yan sent it to you," Gu Yingqing stood there, "Shall I go back the way I came?"

Cheng Yuesheng asked her to send the child over on the phone, but she didn't say how to "arrange" her, even though she had already heard from his words that she was already going to stay here.

She asked this sentence just to break her situation of not being embarrassed or embarrassed.

"Where are you going?" Yan Yan slipped off his dad, "Don't go, let's watch the snow together tomorrow."

It doesn't snow much in the winter in Nanjiang, and when the cold wave comes, it will rain once or twice, and it will blow up at night and melt after dawn.

The last time Yan Yan saw the scene of snow on the mountains was when he was abroad "when he was a child".

The cold wave is coming, and today I clearly feel the depression before the cold air hits, and the city is new

Two or three days ago, I started to push "first snow" related topics.

Cheng Zhiyan was afraid that she would leave, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled her into the house.

"We haven't seen each other in a long time, don't you miss me?" He complained, "Am I the only one who thinks about you?"

Self-inflicted sentimentality is not at all like the words that a child of this age can speak.

"No, I miss you too." Gu Yingqing replied in a low voice, and followed the child to the house with light like day.

"How much do you miss me?"

"Tell me first, how much do you miss me?"

"Think about it, think about it."

There were steady footsteps following behind him, and Gu Yingqing stubbornly said, "Then I want to think about it too."

A low chuckle came from behind him.

At the entrance, Yan Yan took off her shoes, stepped on her socks and began to visit around.

Gu Yingqing's eyes followed behind him, the tone inside was retro and modern, which matched the appearance, and the firelight was burning in the decorative fireplace, which made people feel warm psychologically.

Yan Yan hummed up to the second floor, and greeted Gu Yingqing, who was standing in the center of the first floor, in the middle of the stairs: "You also come up."

Gu Yingqing listened to him and followed.

Two floors, spacious and full of entertainment facilities, but only one bedroom on the second floor with a queen bed.

Gu Yingqing was a little hot, took off his coat, and put it on the sofa with his bag.

Yan Yan was dissatisfied: "Why don't there be any children here to play?"

After saying that, he walked over to the cabinet next to the record player, which contained treasured records.

Cheng Yuesheng followed, "If you are not satisfied, I can send you back to Nanjiang overnight."

"I don't understand." Cheng Zhiyan muttered quietly, shook his head and pulled out a Chinese record from the cabinet, "Fire oil."

Gu Yingqing didn't hear clearly, "What?"

Yan Yan showed her the record: "Fire, oil, my aunt likes him very much, don't you know?"

Gu Yingqing: "......" turned out to be Jacky Cheung.

Obviously, Cheng Zhiyan can speak a little state and Hong Kong dialect, but he is not very proficient.

Cheng Zhiyan handed the record to Gu Yingqing and asked her to help put it away, and he took a big sip of the welcome orange juice.

Gu Yingqing listened to the command very much, let him do whatever he wanted, and stood in front of the record player to concentrate on tinkering.

When the music started, Gu Yingqing turned around and almost hit someone, she immediately took a step back, and her buttocks rested on the wooden cabinet where the record player was resting. Look at the book

Gu Yingqing brushed his hair, trying to bypass him from the right side.

As soon as her footsteps moved, Cheng Yuesheng stretched out her left hand to get the record cover, and she immediately withdrew her foot.

"What's the song on it?" He looked down and studied.

Gu Yingqing thought to herself, how could she know.

"There's only one bed here." She digressed from the subject.

"Hmm."

"You can arrange another room for me, or you can open another one yourself."

Cheng Yuesheng's eyes moved from the record shell to her face, and he looked deeply: "The villa is full tonight, so we can only sleep together."